My name is Emma and I'm a 24 year old pansexial woman. I made an account here so that I could express myself anonymously with other sex/kink enthusiasts and share stories I wouldn't dare publish anywhere else.

I love engaging in elaborate and creative (written) roleplays, so if that's your thing feel free to hit me up.

Also, please note that I'm no longer into the whole cyber/video-sex thing, so don't ask. I'm down for sexy chats when I'm in the mood/have the time, though.

Sex. Haha. I have a number of kinks and fetishes, and honestly, the dirtier and kinkier the better (though I draw a line at scat, necro, emetophilia, edge play, and torture porn. But hey, YKINMKATO).

Aside from that I love to read, write, draw, and paint. I love listening to music, taking naps, hanging out with my friends, and going to concerts. I'm fascinated by the many sub-fields of psychology and I have a deep appreciation for literature (and non-literature, too). I'm a cartoon fanatic and I have an unhealthy interest in board games. I also love to dance, sing, and cook, though I'm really terrible at all three.

Favorite Music:

Most genres of rock, indie/alternative pop, new age, celtic, classical/instrumental, and soundscapes.

The sound of her phone going off screeches through the apartment, and Talia jumps. Her head whips over to where it's placed on the nightstand, flashing LCD screen almost painfully bright against the darkness of the room. Her stomach feels like it's tying itself in knots as she reaches over and snatches it with trembling hands. The screen reads e-royal , and she swallows heavily. Her eyes...

"Oh god, fuck me, fuck me, harder, please, oh god—" Janice moaned and pressed the vibrator harder against her clit. "Oh god, right there, right there, please, oh god—" Her entire pussy, spread open as far as her thighs allowed, trembled from the intense vibrations. The fingers she used to spread herself open shook, and she couldn't help the occasional swipe from them, loving...

Briana Dawson is seventeen years old when she first falls in love. Her English teacher, Mr. Ramone, is in the hospital, though none of her teachers will tell them why. There are rumors, though—there are always rumors—that he fell down the stairs and snapped his spine. Which triggered a stroke. And a heart attack. And testicular cancer. Briana doesn't put much weight in the rumors....

"This doesn't mean anything," Brian says harshly against your lips. You glare and shove him further into the wall, delighting in his gasp of pain as his back smacks against the wet tiles. "Fucker," he curses, pushing hard against your chest in an effort to shove you away. You grip his arms tightly, not giving him an inch. He thrashes violently against you until you shove a knee between...

Rebecca thrummed her fingers against the table top in a mindless tune and eyed the door in front of her worriedly. For the nth time in the past two hours she checked her watch, and then the large digital clock pinned above the counter, and wondered if the guy she was meeting today would be another no-show. The bells above the door chimed and she looked up anxiously, only to deflate when a...

I lived in a rather conservative household, not to mention attended an abstinence-only school, and as such I was sixteen years old the first time I watched porn. I waited until just after midnight when I knew my parents would be asleep before I booted up my computer, plugged in headphones, and slipped in the DVD a friend of mine had given me. I still remember so much of it vividly. There...